My mama told me that there were no free rides.
Gotta work hard ‘cause these are hard times.
But me, I just wanna sit and dream.
And I don’t care what they say ‘cause talk is cheap.
Wish they’d all go away so I can catch up on my sleep.
I gotta do what’s right for me.
The world is going by to fast. The days are getting shorter.
I wanna sit here in the sun, beside the healing waters.
In my own little world, where skies are always blue,
In my own little world, I will dream of you.
The phone keeps ringin’ and the TV’s always on.
Lotsa traffic yeah, all that commotion.
I can barely catch my breath.
Too much static now the lines are crossed.
Can’t keep dancing when the music stops.
It’s time to give it a rest.
I will dream of you.
And I believe that there’s a world apart,
There is a special place in the heart.
In a world where dreams come true, in my world I dream of you.
Christine Rosander vocals
Jane Getz piano, keyboards, key-bass, vocals
Bob Tucker guitars, bass, programming
Michael Barsimanto drums
© Janiac Music (BMI)